I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 88: Dawn's Oracle, Westward Expedition!

The meeting eventually became a platform for everyone to deeply understand the proposed organizational structure adjustments and realm system divisions through communication and exchange.

Initially, Markov, who had just been promoted to the Silver-Armored Pillar of the Dawn God Sect's Temple Knight Commander, was thinking of discussing the battle's strategy with Harlen and Uriel.

But after pondering for a short while, Markov and the others gave up.

Strategy?

What's the need for strategy?

Just charge ahead!

The Silver-Armored Pillar's two thousand Dawn Knight Legionnaires, all mid-level knights in heavy armor, plus the five hundred Night Watchers' invincible archer Winged Clan Legion.

Under the name of God, they raised the banner of "Fight the nobles, divide the land."

With both reputation and substance, plus endless logistical support.

Was there really a need to ponder strategy when attacking the Duchy of Bilka?

That would be too insulting to the Dawn God Sect and too flattering to the Duchy of Bilka.

When strength is insufficient, one plays tricks; when strength is sufficient, why still play tricks?

Wouldn't all the effort they put into improving their strength for so long be wasted?

"Therefore, the strategy for this battle is based on four words."

Markov looked at Uriel and the others with a serious face, slammed the table, and said heroically:

"Just get it done!"

Ian nodded with satisfaction. Although Markov was a bit simple-minded, this battle indeed required a simple-minded brute like Markov.

As the Dawn God Sect's first war to make a name for itself in the Rodri Continent.

In this battle, prestige was far more important than victory.

After the Duchy of Bilka is destroyed, the Dawn God Sect will inevitably appear on the stage of the Hundred Clan Alliance, and in order to facilitate subsequent missionary plans, it must demonstrate dominant warfare strength.

Therefore, attacking the Duchy of Bilka cannot involve any tricks. Ian would even ask Markov and the others to slow down.

Each time the battle starts, let the opponent set up their formation, deploy an inescapable net, and then…

Crush and destroy all of the opponent's hopes.

This would also highlight the Dawn God Sect's upright style, and the Dawn God Sect's ridiculously strong fist would also be seen by others.

War, from ancient times to the present, has been a profound knowledge, especially religious wars.

But Ian believed that after this battle, Markov and the others would understand the difference between the Holy See's religious war and other wars.

"Your Majesty, the Pope."

Old Matthew slowly walked to Ian's side, bowing slightly to ensure his height did not exceed the seated Ian.

"Is there something the matter? Bishop Matthew."

Ian looked at Matthew kindly and said softly:

"Are there any doubts about the new structure? Or do you have any suggestions regarding the list of clergy in the Bilka Diocese?"

"Neither, Your Majesty, the Pope."

Old Matthew shook his head, then continued:

"Actually, it's about the Land of Origin… A few days ago, some powerful elves came to the Land of Origin…"

Matthew told Ian in detail about the existence of Fishley and the others, including when they came and what they had been doing these past few days.

Nothing was omitted.

Finally, he conveyed the message they entrusted him with, wanting to see Ian.

At the end, seeing Ian's thoughtful look, Matthew added:

"Your Majesty, the Pope, these elves are very disciplined. They have been staying put these past few days and occasionally someone will go to the church to pray with us."

Ian had already seen this point about being disciplined.

As a well-known clan in the Rodri Continent's Hundred Clan Alliance, so many powerful warriors entered the city, honestly abiding by the rules, requesting to see him.

At the very least, Ian could not find fault with their etiquette.

These elves, if there were no accidents, were the ones Uriel and the others reported earlier, whom the Duchy of Bilka invited from the Elf Forest to solve the zombie problem.

Returning earlier was probably to gather reinforcements.

They wanted to see him, simply because of the unprecedented precedent of demonized believers actually returning to human form.

Ian did not have much prejudice against the elves. Everyone knew that the elves were one of the most steadfast anti-demon vanguards in the Hundred Clan Alliance.

To put it bluntly, the elves could never coexist with the demons.

Compared to the human race's lying flat and muddling through attitude, Ian indeed preferred the elves more.

"Bishop Matthew, do you think I should meet them?"

Ian looked at Matthew with interest, and the latter decisively said:

"Whether to meet or not is Your Majesty, the Pope's decision. Your subordinate has no right to make decisions for Your Majesty, the Pope."

"However, from your subordinate's personal perspective, I still suggest Your Majesty meet them."

"The elves are powerful. If we can bring them under the great Dawn faith, the Dawn will have another group of steadfast and loyal powerful warriors."

"The Dawn God Sect's faith inheritance layout for the Hundred Clan Alliance will also be smoother."

Ian nodded slightly and said softly:

"Then let them come over later."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Pope."

The strength of this group of elves was quite strong.

If the elves could really be incorporated into the Dawn God Sect, the Choir and the Purifier Corps would also have a place to settle down.

Of course, Ian also understood that this was not a simple matter. The elves themselves had the faith of the Tree of Life and had existed for a long time with great strength.

But in the future, it would be the rhythm of the Dawn God Sect, and the faith of the Tree of Life was not absolutely unsolvable.

The Holy See's means of faith expansion were best at faith integration and ideological infiltration.

Tree of Life?

The "Oracle Scripture" says.

"In the beginning of creation, all spirits were ignorant. God sighed at the hardship of living beings, condensed the seed of life, and irrigated it with the spring of heaven. The Tree of Life was formed, and the tree gave birth to flawless spirits, bearing God's oracle, to teach all living beings, whose name is Elf."

After that, Ian ascended to Godhood, randomly selecting an obedient and well-behaved elf to be his divine consort, bestowing her with the divine position of the God of Life, incorporating her into the Dawn Divine Kingdom system, and making her a subsidiary god.

Look.

Wasn't this faith integrated together?

As long as the "Oracle Scripture" was updated in a timely manner, the Dawn God Sect's muscles would grow fast, and Ian Steve's divine fist would be sharp.

Then this faith, wasn't it just a matter of moving the upper lip and touching the lower lip?

The Papacy is a professional when it comes to using consciousness as a form of infiltration.

Of course, these things need to be advanced gradually. At this stage, Ian would say that the two sides are in an equal and friendly partnership.

After briefly considering his plans for the elves, Ian temporarily suppressed these thoughts.

The most important thing right now is to annex the Duchy of Bilka as soon as possible and establish a stable divine authority domain.

After that, whether to expand the territory will not be so important.

The Vatican back home is not even as big as a city district where Ian used to live, yet it still has billions of followers and its sphere of influence spans the globe.

So, territory is really not important to the Papacy; in fact, it's quite troublesome to manage.

As long as the faith infiltrates the grassroots, none of this matters. When that happens, wherever Ian goes, that place will be the land of the Dawn.

Thinking of this, Ian cleared his throat.

The sound of discussion in the conference room instantly disappeared, and everyone looked at Ian with anticipation as he slowly stood up.

"Alright, the meeting is adjourned. The Duchy of Bilka's move is about to come, Commander Markov, it's time for you to take action as well."

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"Now, Commander Markov, you will return to the Dawn Heaven with me to collect strategic supplies and quickly mobilize the Dawn Knights Legion and the Night Watchers Legion to the front lines to prepare for war."

Markov and the others nodded solemnly, and with envious eyes from Uriel and the others, they followed Ian upstairs back to the MC world.

Ian didn't chat with them much and began to give instructions as soon as he entered the door.

"In this battle, all knights except Leia will be mobilized. Markov, exchange all the items on your bodies for Shulker Boxes."

"For this campaign, everyone will only carry Ender Chests and Shulker Boxes. All war materials will be stored inside. If other materials need to be mobilized later, have the Night Watcher units return to deliver the message."

"I will have Leia and the others send them to you."

"In this battle, we must fight until the Duchy of Bilka is destroyed. Remember, once the war starts, we must never stop!"

Markov grinned and nodded, saying:

"Understood, Young Master Ian, no acceptance of surrender, no acceptance of peace talks!"

Ian smiled and didn't say much more, instructing Leia and the others to help count the supplies.

To put it bluntly, it's just taking a large number of weapons and equipment, as well as various arrows, plus all kinds of alchemical potions.

It seems that Markov and his nine men can't carry much stuff.

But they can use nested containers!

Each person carries an Ender Chest, and an Ender Chest can hold 27 Shulker Boxes.

Markov and his men can each carry eleven more Shulker Boxes.

So, nine people can transport nearly ten thousand slots of materials, which is also an astronomical number.

The fact that Leia and the others were all mobilized and it took them half an hour to fill the containers shows how much stuff they brought this time.

Basically, according to Ian's estimation, Markov and the others should not need to mobilize logistical supplies before the end of this battle.

Even if there are emergencies, the Winged Clan can send a message back, and it will be enough to traverse the Duchy of Bilka in a day.

If the situation is urgent, let the Ender Dragon deliver it.

At that time, let Markov and the others see what real express delivery is.

After packing the supplies, Ian gave Markov a few more pointers, and then returned to the castle.

Uriel and the others were not here, but judging from the slightly noisy sounds outside the castle, it was clear that the army had already been mobilized.

Ian was very satisfied.

Subordinates who are proactive are always promoted by every leader.

"Let's go."

Ian strode towards the outside of the castle.

Stepping out, the bustling square instantly became silent.

Ian clearly felt countless fervent gazes converging on him.

In addition, there were also a few particularly curious gazes, which were especially prominent in this ocean of fervor.

Ian's gaze swept over and he immediately saw Fishley and the other elves.

He couldn't help but sigh at the fact that the elves were truly a race favored by heaven and earth. The stronger their strength, the better-looking they became.

However, Ian only glanced at them and quickly focused his attention on the army.

But this one glance, for Fishley and the others, was no less shocking than seeing the Elf Queen.

That supreme divinity should have made him unreachable, yet it was mixed with the kindness and gentleness that was revealed at all times.

With her vast knowledge and experience, Fishley couldn't explain what the situation was for a while.

After thinking for a long time, she could only sigh secretly in her heart.

"As expected of the legendary supreme Pope, the agent of the gods walking in the world… More nerve-wracking than seeing the Queen."

Fishley and the others remained silent. Matthew had already told them that Ian agreed to meet them, but he needed to send off the departing army first.

There was no need to rush now, just wait quietly.

"Loyal and brave knights of the Dawn, do you know what this battle is for?"

Uriel and the others roared hoarsely, veins bulging on their necks.

"For the Dawn!"

"No!"

Ian shook his head and then said loudly:

"Not just for the Dawn!"

"The Demon race is all around, and the hundred races are struggling to survive. But on this front that should be united to resist the Demon race, there are still people who are trying to get away with things and undermining unity!"

"The Dawn cannot bear it and has issued a divine decree for you to go on an expedition."

"This battle is not only for the Dawn, but also for you, for the continent of Roderick, and for everyone to have a peaceful and harmonious future!"

In an instant, the fanatical fighting spirit was ignited like a raging oil fire.

Ian raised his hand and pointed to the west.

"Dawn's Divine Decree!"

"Western Expedition!!!"